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The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

As the doors to the club opened, Lucifer settled behind the piano. His opening number of the night was a familiar one - or rather, it would be, if your name had been Seivarden and you'd tripped over him on one particularly maudlin occasion.

He was counting a bit on no one else getting it, especially as he segued on to other modern piano pop later into the night.

"Bury me in armor when I'm dead and hit the ground, my nerves are poles... that unfroze... And if you love me, won't you let me know? If you love me, why'd you let me go?"

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If you catch him on a break between songs.

Yes, Seivarden recognised that song.

"Sounds like you need s drink," she said, walking over to him when he had finished playing. Offering him one of the two she had brought, she leaned against the piano.

"Did you get some sleep?"

After confirming with Summer that she was planning on being at the Devil's Nest that night, too, Tisarwat finally made her way there, but her first order of business was locating Seivarden.

After staring at the bouncer for a few good long moments when he said he'd have to mark her hand with an X because she didn't have identification. She could completely respect the local laws that dictated she couldn't drink in this establishment, even if they didn't make any sense, but that was absolutely not happening.

They settled on an X on her cheek as a compromise, even though it left her shaking her head as she made her way in, looked around, and found Seivarden.

"It's a shame I haven't actually been in here before," she offered as a greeting with a faint smile. "It really is nice, isn't it? But I wouldn't have expected anything less."

"It's good to see you here now," Seivarden said, wondering about that X. She smiled, turning her head towards Lucifer.

"This is Tisarwat, whom I mentioned. I'm glad I finally get to introduce you."

"Hello, teenager," Lucifer greeted, because all right, she was technically legal but she had been a student like five minutes ago. He wasn't fond of children.

"And thank you. I'd say 'we did our best', but if I left Eric to his devices, it would be all axe throwing and dead DJs."

A teenager with several thousands of years of memories stuffed into her still-forming and impressionable brain, which made some technicalities seem a little...lacking and pedantic.

But, still, she smiled. "It's nice to finally meet you," she said,
"and to hopefully have more than just a face to go with the name. And, I have to admit, the axe-throwing does seem...wildly out of place. While I can understand the appeal of such barbaric displays of hubris and power for those with less sophisticated ways of expressing them, it's a mix that makes for an odd cocktail to be served here."

Tisarwat actually couldn't give one tit about the axe range. If this was a conversation with Amaya, she'd be singing its praises. But it didn't take much attention to finer details to know that Lucifer was hardly a fan.

"Exactly," Seivarden agreed. "Although Eric mostly hides, doesn't he?"

A hint about wanting to buy Tisarwat a proper cocktail.

"He does, but unfortunately, he's decided to become rather proactive this week," Lucifer said, his expression re: Tisarwat sliding, at least, a bit more into the favorable direction. "Eric's a Viking. He can't help the barbarism, apparently."

"Which is more likely to withstand the strong winds of change?" Tisarwat mused, her smile twitching perhaps the slightest bit at realizing just which parts of her brain were likely to be the loudest in this conversation. "The stubborn unmoveable oak or the fields of pliable grass?"

With a small smile to Seivarden, who would doubtless recognize the rhetoric, although maybe not the complete, audacious irony of it.

"Then again," she added, her warmth switching back to Lucifer, "I can't say I even know what a Viking is."

The rhetoric, yes, but not quite the meaning. It also wouldn't have occurred to her to use it with Lucifer.

Seivarden smiled back. "I can't say I know that myself. Does it have to do with, what did you call it, Lucifer? Toxic masculinity?"

Tisarwat would probably find that ridiculously uncivilised.

Lucifer snorted. "It means he belongs to a people who reigned a thousand years ago, who didn't so much build their own empires as invade those of others, take and pillage what they wanted, and left."

A beat.

"Usually left. Either way, Eric's still got quite a bit of the angry pillager in him."

Tisarwat knew what toxic masculinity was! She had been subjected to many a rant about it from Summer, and it only.left her confused and even more convinced that gender structures were one of the easiest and most blatant signs of a truly uncivilized society.

But for now, she had to laugh a little. "Then maybe," she smirked, "he could take another cue from his ancestors...and leave.

"But maybe after I meet him," she.added thoughtfully after a moment, really wishing she had some tea to sip at that moment. "He sounds like he could be interesting to talk to."

Not that she had any particular interest in empires and invasions, taking and pillaging, or anything...

...but the Radchaai didn't leave.

Edited 2020-07-24 12:58 (UTC)

Why would they leave? That would defeat the purpose.

"Oh, he's not very sociable," Seivarden said. "I've only talked to him once."

"Oh, that's because he's avoiding you," Lucifer clarified, grinning at Seivarden. "Apparently he's jealous."

Which was hilarious and Lucifer really ought to stop telling everyone about it.

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